The Bus – Friday Fictioneers

Genre: Realism 
Word count: 99
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The Bus

Honey Humberg had waited for this day all her life.

She’d worked and saved to build the “Humberg Bus” from scratch, designing, commissioning and assembling it, part by part. She painted it in homage to the DIY hippies that were her inspiration, free thinkers and dreamers all. She would tour Europe showcasing her singing talent and the world would fall at her feet.

In the square, the crowd cheered when the Humberg Bus arrived.

They left when she began singing.

“How much you want for the bus?” a man asked.

“One billion pounds,” she said bitterly, turning away.

“Done.”

Author: Dora

The unearned splendor of being means we can always meet on a common plane of gratitude, aiming in conversation, art, or writing towards “something understood.”

44 thoughts on “The Bus – Friday Fictioneers”

  1. What happens when you commoditize/compartialize the ephemeral, free-thinking/free form. Is a billion pounds enough to pay for shattered dreams? I’d take it; so far shattered dreams haven’t earned me a dime. Well done!

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    1. Singing lessons?! What a novel idea, but then her singing would no longer be authentic, with all the rough edges, lack of finesse, hippie-ness and all. Her very SELF is at stake. And they just want her bus! O H D A L E. The irony of it A L L. 😉

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